lizzy-patti bake day
Haha...besides from sounding like an elementary story book, Lizzy and I had a great time with our bake-day. :) This has been an annual thing that we've (recently) started to do, and what better way to meet up with a good friend than by bonding in the kitchen?!
So on the menu today was the Elvis Fluffernutter Cake, which I have been yearning to bake for quite some time now, and which I now dub the Coma Cake. Since it will undoubtedly put your body and soul in a sugar coma. NO JOKE. I'm serious, people. I have never been in a sugar coma before and always laughed to myself when people would describe this phenomenon. Believe me...I have experienced a wicked sugar coma with the Coma Cake and it is true. Believe.
So everything was going well. Everything going smoothly. Until...we topped the peanut butter fluff with the second cake layer. What can I say but...bad news bears? All of a sudden, the cake was an ooze-fest mountain. And nothing Lizzy and I did helped to keep the cake in place! Uh ohs. Basically, we gave up on this cake's aesthetically-pleasing factor, and we decided that this ugly, yet oh-so delicious cake, would not be judged by its cover.
Okay, next on our baking agenda were...tomato basil mozzarella paninis! Oh my, yum...
I got a new panini grill for Christmas from my dad and step-mom...thanks, guys!!! They read my blog so, of course, they deserve a shout-out. :) And is this thing amazing. Basically, it's a souped-up George Foreman grill, but BETTER. Oh, so much better. You could cook four big, big burgers on this puppy. Or many paninis.
Last on our baking-agenda was tiramisu a la Tyler Florence for Lizzy's fam's New Year's Eve dinner. We made this last year with much success! And here is Lizzy with the beautiful final product....yumm. What is much better than espresso-booze-drenched ladyfingers all topped with a creamy mascarpone filling? Not much, my friends, not much. Well...that Coma Cake comes pretty close. :)
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By the way, that first picture of me, that giant ROLL is my shirt not me! Hahaha..gross.